D-12 - k** Zone lyrics

Yeah D12 Is Back In The Buildin About To Hit Yall With Some Freestyle sh**, 2011, Get Em Get Em Yeah! Ayo Im Going Up That Hinne Low Cleveland He Smoked, Till Soaked And Coverd Blood And Without A Penny, Broke I Never Was A Mathematician In Cla** Division Bored Me, I Was Snoring. Drempt Of Being A Graphic Villan, Then Caps We Pillin Re-mash Admishin. Leave Face Lookin Like A Fatal Crash Collision. Blast A 5th And. Tip, Out. I'll Throw You In The Trunk Kinda Like An Old White Ladies But, Yo Ass Is Missin n*gga You Can Compare Me Too Rick Ross, In Some Ways. Its Whenever You See The Boss You Gonna See Gun Play. Put The Torch In Your Face And Daffy Duck In Breal Up. This Ain't Call Of Duty Grab The Oozy Get Cha k**s Up N*gga's Be Rollin Plus They Claim They Sittin On Grands But Never Tell You They f**ing Gram's Are Golden. Im So Cereal. I'll Let The Cannon Busta, Bust. In Any Senario. B*tch What The Dilio. I Could Take The Hardest. Sack Then Turn It Too A Kiddy Show If I Find You f**ed. Like Hide And Go Giddy Yo. I Am So Vivid Let The Bullets Play Hide And Go Get It. When I Am Pissed Off, I Am So Livid. And N*gga's Cant f** With Us. New N*ggas Or Old Ones. Hit Ya Homies With Hot Hollows And Grab A Cold One. Who Next Flexin? I Lift My Two Hands Up. I Taken Each One, And You Can Forward This Text Message. Ya'll Know Bizzares Gunna Say Some Crazy sh** J 45 Gonn' Play sh** Im Amazing, b**h Im The Best Rapper Ever Get On Stage In Spandex And Tight Ass Leather, Lace Weed, Cocain Twins Stop Lookin For Bin Laden, Bin Laden Stay In Detroit Brain, Froze Cant Feel My Toes All I Need Is An Eight Ball, And A Picher Of Amborose 20 Thousand, Dalante West Can f** My Mother 50 Thousand, He Can Sodamize My Brother, Eltan John Say Hes A Celivic f*g (whats A Celivic f*g?) A f*g dont like dick in his a** (wow) D--n Straight f** It, We All Going To Heaven So Pull Up Some Skinny Jeans, And Tongue k** John Legend Im Bout To Go To Canada, I cant Wait Tell b**hes I Know Drake, And Get My a**hole Ate, Eatin p**y, Nahh That Aint Cool But Whats Cool Is Eating Ass Hair With Food Im A Rude Dude Ruder Then Jude Baby Face, N.W.A attitude (f** Tha Police) And I Smell Food Time To Eat, Pinky p**nawoah Time To Beat Wife Went To Work, Time Too Cheat In Jail For Rape Somebody Call Reap, Imma Freak! No Survivin This Poison Is Hybrid b**hess Escaping On This Ice, Then Fall Out The Side Of It I Am A Human Piranha, With A murderous Persona I Dround a n*gga Inside His Own Saliva And Blood The Mental Isilum Kicked Me Out, Of It Out It, It Wasnt Enough I Need A Higher, More Minatical Place To Call A Club Imma' Cut Throat A Nasty Old Animal That Will Crack A N---a ' Fast As A Pastsheo 's And Mozzeltove I Stomp A N---a ' For Being Soft Im Just A Dog That Opened His Mouth And Broke The F----n ' Muzzle Off Im Cummin' For Your Balls At Any Cost, Your Washed It Mars Skeept Through His Cloths Like A Marg Maller Im Not Sure Stab A N---a ' With Rusty Daggers Give Em ' Lock Jaw, Where They Can 't Open There Trapper Imagine What Hack Saws Could Do To These Rap Frauds You Ain 't Thuggin They Should Be Knockin ' On Wood Like Jim Dougin Im Huggin' This Glock And Imma' Squeez Like An Anaconda Thats Standin ' On Your Block Ill Blast Any Bandana That I See I'll Beat Cha ' With Your Own I.v. In A Spitte, I 'll Put A Pillow Over That Widdle And Squeez I've Been A Heaten See I Was My Momma 's Mistake I Born Tirein ' Im Bombin Where Ever You Basterds Hibernate They Contimplate On k**in Me, Im In The D ' Livin It Im At The Shootin Range,a Nd Im Bustin Before Im In That B---h